- I ended up not toasting my brother and his wife at their wedding party. It was on a boat which rode around in a big circle around the Raritan Bay. But since we didn't have the space to ourselves, as we only had three tables on a boat deck full of people dining and dancing, it would have been tough to make a toast.
I did reconnect with one of my cousins that I didn't really have much of a chance to talk to in a long time. So that was a good thing that happened.
- They opened a Wegman's, which is a really awesome supermarket, near my job. It's a good thing because I can get a good salad for less than the pizza places in the area. Unfortunately, since it's still new, it's an absolute madhouse and the crowds have been ridiculous.
- Anyone have any good suggestions on how to get your mom to stop treating you like a five year old? I don't know what's gotten into my mom lately, but she's gotten on this kick where she's telling me how to behave, what to do, what to eat, etc., and it's been wearing me a little thin. I know she loves me, and I appreciate that, but come on already.
Two weekends ago I made a trip out to my friends B and M, out in Reading, PA. M is Indian, and since my job is in a town with a large Indian community, I told him that there were a bunch of stores in the area with Indian produce. He texted me a shopping list of a whole bunch of fruits and veggies that he can't get where he is. I ended up buying $30 worth of vegetables that I've never seen before and a big chunk of jackfruit for him and his sister's family. I was the only white person in the store, which was kind of amusing.
That Sunday was Jersey Pride, in Asbury Park, NJ, with one of my friends. It was overcast, although I did start feeling the effects of the sun after a while. Unfortunately, there is no place to get out of the sun in Asbury Park. Fortunately I didn't get sunburned, even though I wasn't wearing sunscreen.
This past weekend, dad decided that he needed a new iPad because his old one has been wonky ever since he got the screen replaced. And mom was curious about jackfruit, after seeing a picture of the piece I bought for M. So I bought another chunk of jackfruit and brought it to my parents, and went with dad to get a replacement iPad.
What I didn't do was clean my apartment. My brother and his wife (I have to get used to saying "wife" now) are flying here from Los Angeles on Friday, and, well, my apartment is a mess. I guess I'm not inviting them up here, because I'm not going to have time to clean it before then.
I attended the funeral Monday morning. I wasn't able to stick around for the burial, but at least I got to pay my last respects. Rest well, Tony.
I'm worried about my own grandmother. She's still alive, but bedridden and in a lot of pain from her broken hip. I know it's weighing on my father, but at my grandmother's age there is little that can be done.
Also, I got tickets to see Paul McCartney in September. I've always wanted to see him live, and I am finally getting my chance to. They're nosebleed seats at the Prudential Center in Newark, but it'll be worth it.
The bad: My grandmother in Poland that I saw last year broke her hip. They operated on her, and they were able to put it back together, but at her age (96) the chance of complete recovery is slim, and she will almost certainly never walk again.
Thankfully, at least my dad is taking this news well.
The ugly: This abomination.
I am richaarde on DW, just like I am here.
Also, if somebody knows how to back up my LJ posts onto DW, please let me know, because I'm trying to figure it out and I can't.
EDIT: Never mind, I figured out how to import my LJ posts.
Work is going well, at least. The bosses seem pretty happy with me so far, and the company seems busy. So hopefully I'll be able to stick around for a while.
I got my income taxes done. I ended up owing quite a bit to the feds, which I was expecting since I was on unemployment all that time and I elected not to have money taken out for taxes. Surprisingly, I am getting a little money back from the state.
My little brother is getting married (!), and is having a reception here in NJ for family and his old friends in June. The task of toasting him at the reception falls on me, apparently. So I have to come up with something to say between then and now to give my brother and his soon-to-be wife (sounds weird saying that) a hearty send-off from my family. I'll try not to scare the new wife too much.
Have a slightly creepy film:
I don't know what sort of nefarious things the Russkies can do with my posts, which mostly consist of me whining about my mental health, but somehow I'm not worried about it either. I'm not going anywhere. (Of course, if you don't already have me added on FB or IG, you're always welcome to add me there, though most of my FB posts are just links to stuff that amuses me).
I have a nasty cold. I thought I had a bottle of Afrin laying around, but now I'm remembering that I threw it out because it was years past the expiration date. So now I have to run out and get another bottle before the stores close.
I also thought the commute would be worse. As it turns out, they did make a minor improvement at a bottleneck point where traffic used to back up (at the I-80/I-287 interchange). Traffic still backs up a little, but it moves. It's not a guaranteed 15-minute wait like I remember it being in the past. The ride home is usually a little after the worst of the rush hour, and is normally not that bad.
Have a video:
- Christmas was tolerable. My family always does a party on both Christmas Eve and Christmas. On Christmas Eve, it was over Uncle Boozy's place, where he opined on all the wonders that a Trump presidency would do for our country. The rest of the guests were less than impressed, for some reason. And as usual, Uncle Boozy was pretty thoroughly lubricated, but not to the point where he was staggering and slurring his words. Christmas Day, everyone came over my parent's house. Mercifully, they avoided the subject of politics on the second day.
One bright spot was watching my cousin's kid, who turns two next month, open his presents. Last year he was too young to be aware of what was going on. This year, he stood with wide-eyed wonder as he got a bunch of toys. I got him a bulldozer, my parents got him a keyboard, and somebody else got him a bus that played songs. He went home happy.
Have a video:
- Day two of the clomipramine. It isn't leaving me feeling irritated at everything like the amitriptyline was, but it also doesn't seem to be as helpful for the migraines. Or it could just be because of the med switch, and I need to give it a few more days. Blah.
- I'm still not understanding why my dad wanted a smartphone. He isn't exactly tech savvy to begin with, and every time he needs help with something I end up having to go there to figure it out. Somehow he managed to get into a slideshow feature on his photo app and couldn't figure out how to back out of it, and I couldn't get him to do it over the phone. So I had to drive down there and do it for him.
At least I got a nice dinner out of it from my mom. So there's that.
That's all I got for now.
Other than the nagging, though, we did have a good trip. Over the course of the trip, we did the following: Reagan Library, parents met my brother's new girlfriend, Hollywood Walk of Fame (total tourist trap, as expected), watched the sunset at Dume Point, Thanksgiving dinner at a very nice restaurant in Malibu, LaBrea Tar Pits, Automotive museum, Black Friday shopping at a mall, Placa Olvera, dinner at a garlic-themed restaurant (The Stinking Rose), and hopped on the plane still smelling like garlic for the flight home.
Pics here, will leave the account public for a few more days before I lock it up: https://www.instagram.com/richaarde/
- On the flight there, someone in another seat was watching All The Way, starring Bryan Cranston as President Lyndon B Johnson. I was listening to music and kind of watching along from far away. It looked like a good film. I kind of want to see it now.
- Somewhere along the way, I picked up a case of bronchitis. I was coughing through most of the vacation. This morning, my doctor gave me some industrial-strength cough syrup and some antibiotics this afternoon. Blah.
- I am supposed to have a job interview tomorrow, but I'm really in rough shape. I should probably call them tomorrow morning and ask them to move the interview. It probably seems like poor form, but if I'm in bad enough shape to go to the doctor then I probably should stay home.